Pictures of food. I ate all of it.
I don't cook. I mostly eat out. It's interesting. I discovered people like to look at food pics, even mine. I have a lot of them.
The site is being updated constantly, because I did not stop eating. Check back frequently for yummy updates. Ask questions. Make comments. Let me know if you're going to stop by at Piccollo. Seeya.

Views:

Some categories are hard to define, especially when several food groups are represented. I basically include the food that comes to the table early here. Sometimes, however, it is advisable and very pleasurable to compose the entire meal just of these tasty small bites.

These are vegetables that are not salads. As I slowly turned into a person not eating too much meat (as you can see from the amount of meaty pictures) this is an adventure of exploration of amazing things that cooks/chefs are able to create from simple things that vegetables are.

Sometimes it is hard to decide how to file a meal. Some pastas are more a seafood meal the pastas and some deserve an entirely special category, as you'll see further in. What I'm trying to say is that you'll find more pastas in other departments, too.

I know, I could've filed it under noodles, but it's so distinctive. And it is one of my favorite food groups. It's a definite soul food for long winter nights and it's cold summer version is so refreshing in the summer. And it has noodles. Ahhhh. Also, according to those people who really know these things, in my previous life I was a bad fat Japanese Yakuza boss. Honto de su.

Everything in here (mostly sashimi, not sushi, btw) is from one place - The Sushi Bar in Toronto, Canada. (寿司バー）(Formerly Dr. Sushi). The reason is that I just can't find a sushi place that would compare to this one. (I tried many). I followed the chef, Jimi Morry, through his last 4 locations around Toronto - which has been over 20 years by now. This relation lasts longer than most of marriages (including mine).

As you might suspect, I really like fish. Considering the place I am from, that is as far from any sea or ocean as it gets and the fact that for about the first 30 years of my life I did not know any other fish than carp made as gefillte fish and mayonnaise salad with cod, it is quite surprising. Or maybe that's exactly why.

Here comes the heavy duty stuff. Most of the time not really heavy though. Does not include my mother's idea of vegetarian food, although it would belong in this category. And that IS heavy duty. Look for it under home cooking. Yes, vegetarianism in Eastern Europe is still a bit less popular than buddhism.

This section is severely skewed by my personal preferences. For example: my mom's fašírky (meatballs) are definitely one of my favorite foods, but only in the configuration below. Also, some things are going to be repeated obsessively, just because I think they should. They are sooooo gooooood.

I eat a lot of cheese, but not in restaurants. Usually prefer desserts instead. I promise to take pictures of some memorable cheeses at home. There are times when there is nothing else in my fridge but cheese and wine. One can survive on that for a while.

I was a late bloomer for coffee, even later than for alcohol. Actually, I started really drinking coffee after I arrived to New York. Probably for the same reason I started late with wine - did not have many chances to experience really high quality earlier. However, I became quite hooked. I am being quite particular about my coffee now, so you won't find any pictures from St******s.

Wine. I was 37 when I started drinking wine (and alcohol in general as well). Main reason was that I thought I did not like wine. In fact, I did not like BAD wine and could not understand, why would anyone drink that. I just did not have access to any good wine while living in communist Czechoslovakia. Everything changed once I tasted my first good wine. I still remember it, it was Australian Wolf Blass Black Label Cabernet Sauvignon. These days I really appreciate, like and drink wine. It's good. Basically, drinking in general is not too bad.
["...Mě to nechutná, já su jenom hrozně rád vožralej…" František Navrátil, Gustav Brom Big Band's alto sax player]

As I developed some good instincts, it does not happen too often that I would visit a bad place. There are even countries I still do not dare eat in restaurants. (Make a guess.). However, it happens and sometimes I take pictures, if it's really bizarre. These were.

Italians. They know about food. They know about coffee. It's close. It's convenient. It's really good. And Alberto is a friend by now. There is another post on my other blog - pictures of all the Slovaks that ever visited this place. Quite a few. All happy. Including me. Home away from home.